My feet, have been dragging for days
Because these lines won't write themselves
And no sleep
Is playing tricks on my brain, and my mental health
If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something i doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong
And I felt, like giving it up
but I'm sick of sticking it out
Besides, I'm fucking up
And I have nothing to moan about
If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something i doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong
If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something i doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong
Bottle up inside to keep on saving face
But if I had my way then I'd just laugh
My way right on to the front page
But I doubt it
I d-d-d-d-doubt it, doubt it
If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something I doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong
If I could write this song
Maybe you'd sing along
But it's something I doubt
So we'll force something out
And act like nothings wrong
Like nothings wrong
Like nothings wrong
Like nothings wrong
Yeah
(Ramon Almeida)